"I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes as if that's the way it's supposed to be. We know things are bad. Worse than bad. They're crazy. It's like everything everywhere is going crazy so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone.' Well I'm not going to leave you alone! I want you to get mad. I don't want you to protest and I don't want you to riot. I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first...you've got to get mad! You've got to say 'I'M A HUMAN BEING, god damn it! MY LIFE HAS VALUE!' So...I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window, open it, and stick your head out and yell 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' I want you to get up right now, get up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Things have got to change, but first you've gotta get mad! You've gotta say 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Then we'll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis, but first get up out of your chairs, open the windows, stick your head out and yell and say 'I'M AS MAD AS HELL AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!'"

Not a movie but a TV show and one of those great scenes in sitcom history- CHEERS- LAST EPISODE- with SHELLY LONG-she thinks she will return to him but SAM MALONE knows better. His final line to her HAVE A GOOD LIFE. Ever since seeing that show over 27 years ago, any person who I don't think I will ever see again I say those words. Sometimes the response to these words give off a strange look, because maybe they think it is too dramatic[but then what are most of the people here on the board], I sometimes say to them staring in there eyes, think about it, will we ever see each other in this life again? Sometimes I just give a calm smile with no words, that indicate the acceptance of life and destiny. Either way it 's roots come from a warmth and a honest sober logic. Something that is missing too often in this world we live.

J. Edgar Hoover: I have to wonder if you people realize the level of responsibility you carry. From my way of thinking, Motion Pictures are potentially the most influential form of communication ever invented. And there's no control over it. Your message reaches everyone, everywhere.

Mary Pickford: Message?

J. Edgar Hoover: Of course, Mr. Chaplin here reaches millions who only have to see; and when they see a mockery being made of our immigration services, I call that a message.

Charlie Chaplin: Yes, well, uh, as you've already said Mr. Hoover, Motion Pictures are for the people; most of the people work for a living, and they don't make much money doing it; gives them pleasure to see an official from the upper classes getting a kick up the backside. Always has, and it always will; and if that can change things, so much the better.

Adriana: I can never decide whether Paris is more beautiful by day or by night.

Gil: No, you can't, you couldn't pick one. I mean I can give you a checkmate argument for each side. You know, I sometimes think, how is anyone ever gonna come up with a book, or a painting, or a symphony, or a sculpture that can compete with a great city. You can't. Because you look around and every street, every boulevard, is its own special art form and when you think that in the cold, violent, meaningless universe that Paris exists, these lights, I mean come on, there's nothing happening on Jupiter or Neptune, but from way out in space you can see these lights, the cafés, people drinking and singing. For all we know, Paris is the hottest spot in the universe.

Peter: Is there anything more terrifying than the destruction of the world?

Lloyd: Yes. The knowledge that it doesn't matter one way or the other. It’s all random, resonating aimlessly out of nothing and eventually vanishing forever. I’m not talking about the world, I’m talking about the universe, all space, all time, just temporary convulsion. And I got paid to prove it.

Peter: You feel so sure of that when you look out on a clear night like tonight and see all those millions of stars, that none of it matters?

Lloyd: I think it’s just as beautiful as you do, and vaguely evocative of some deep truth that always just keeps slipping away, but then my professional perspective overcomes me; I just wish for a more penetrating view of it, and I understand it for what it truly is. Haphazard. Morally neutral, and unimaginably violent.